The small campfire between the three of them fell silent again. Qinghua and Qingcao both looked at Wu Yue, feeling a sense of reluctance.
Wu Yue was now an official mber of the Collection Team. In the future, she would go out with Grandma Hua Shu’s Collection Team, so they would have much less ti together.
Compared to Qingcao’s sentintality, Qinghua was much more rational.
More than feeling reluctant, she was happy for Wu Yue. "Yue, congratulations! I don’t know why Grandma Hua Shu let you join her Collection Team, but this is a great opportunity for you.
You don’t know this, but only strong people can join the tribe’s Collection Teams. A small female like you would normally never get the chance."
She sighed. "Even my Amu couldn’t persuade the Collection Team to accept you. Now that you’ve found a team that will take you in, you’ll have a guaranteed food source. You won’t have to worry about starving to death."
Looking at her two sincere friends, Wu Yue was touched. "Thank you for taking care of . If it weren’t for you, I don’t know where I’d be right now."
As she spoke, she raised a thin little hand to pat her chest and declared proudly, "When I get strong in the future, I’ll definitely have your backs."
Qinghua burst out laughing. "Yue, with that tiny fra of yours, I doubt you could even have Qingcao’s back."
Wu Yue’s expression froze. ’Stop bringing up my build at every opportunity, and we can still be friends.’
The get-together lasted late into the night. When Wu Yue got ho, she quickly washed up before lying down on her bed of straw and falling asleep.
’I ran all over the place today and even ran into a psycho. I’m exhausted.’
anwhile, in the witch’s cave, flas danced in a central fire pit, brightly illuminating the otherwise dark space.
The witch sat on a jutting stone seat, clutching his witch’s wand.
The Clan Leader stood beside him, his expression grave. A massive Beast Skin was spread on the floor, and the Beastman Da Shi was lying weakly upon it.
Shi Lin knelt beside the Beast Skin, looking at his father with a worried expression. "Father..."
Although the wound on his leg was no longer bleeding, the Beastman had yet to wake up, which made everyone very worried.
The witch looked at the dicinal powder on the leaf in his hand and sniffed it. "It is indeed an herb. I saw this type of herb once with the previous witch, but he never had the chance to pass on his knowledge of it to before he went to et the Beast God.
I never thought I’d see it again."
As he spoke, he looked at the kneeling Shi Lin. "Yuan Lang’s thod for stopping the bleeding, along with this herb, saved your father’s life. He’s just a bit weak right now. He should wake up by tomorrow."
With that, he handed the dicine to Shi Lin. "This is the best hemostatic dicine. Apply a little to your father each day, and you can also mix it in water for him to drink."
The witch’s voice was slow, but Shi Lin committed every word to mory. Hearing that his father would be all right, he broke into a wide grin.
’He was incredibly grateful to Yuan Lang and to Wu Yue, who had given him the herb.’
’They had saved his father’s life.’
"Cub, have you seen this herb before it was ground into powder?"
Shi Lin nodded. "I have. I originally wanted to go gather so myself, but I found the patch of herbs was already gone. That’s why I traded for it with the small female."
The witch smiled and nodded. "All right, take your father ho now. Make sure to feed him tender at for the next few days."
After Shi Lin left with his father, the witch turned to the Clan Leader beside him, his gaze profound. "That small female... isn’t she a witch?"
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